Beneath the Yggdrasil’s sigh the Alfar glide
Their wings glimmering secrets the moon can’t hide
Oak rings hum sagas of twilight unborn
Northern Lights weave Valkyrie cloaks to adorn
Rivers spin threads where the Norns still weep
(whispers through mist)
Moss-cloaked fjalls cradle dreams too deep—
(veils of Odin’s sleep)
Veil of starlight crown the sylvan ground
Dance the twilight tongues where fate is unwound
Veil of starlight crown the sylvan ground
Hear the ancient chants through roots unbound
Birch bark glows with runes only dawn can read
Frost-kissed spiders loom webs where legends breed
The Einherjar’s laughter rides thunder’s rhyme
While shadow-wolves stalk the edge of time